"Is it it? This kid actually practiced the Sky-Zhancing Sword? That's incredible."

From the direction of the Lin family, Lin Cangqiong's voice rang out from Daoyan Tongtian Peak, and there was a trace of ripples in his tone. It was obvious that this sword skill was not trivial, and he also attached great importance to it.

"Qing'er, don't be careless!"

Lin Yiyun exhaled loudly and used his true energy to strengthen his voice, reminding Fang Qing that since his ancestor Lin Cangqiong valued this sword technique, it meant that this sky-cutting sword definitely had terrifying power.

Outside, Fang Qing looked at Chu Liufeng's sword with a look of surprise, and his face was slightly solemn. Then, he glanced at his mother far away, nodded, and did not summon the Meteoric Sword.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The sword energy turned into a long river and swept across the world. Accompanied by the ancient aura, it had the potential to break through all obstacles. It was unprecedented, and it was more than three times stronger than Tong Qiuyu before.

"Brutal bear breaks the sky!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fang Qing roared, and the Glazed Immortal Sutra was operating in an instant. This was the ultimate state that Fang Qing could operate at the moment. His body suddenly exerted force, and his feet suddenly stepped onto the earth.

Unimaginable power swept across all directions, large cracks criss-crossed the ground, and the mountains roared. He punched out, and a bright glazed light bloomed from his fist.

In the void, a wild bear thousands of feet high roared, its furry fist as big as a hill struck the sky, smashed all obstacles, and struck crazily towards the long river of sword energy.

Clang! Boom!

In an instant, there was a deafening sound of metal collision resounding throughout the world. Unimaginable power swept up and down in all directions. Countless boulders exploded into pieces with a power that was earth-shattering.

When the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, everyone looked at the battlefield in the distance. Many people looked at Fang Qing with extremely solemn expressions, and their pupils shrank violently, as if they were looking at a monster.

At this moment, Fang Qing stared at his bleeding fist, frowning, his face looked a little ugly, and his eyes were filled with disappointment, as if he was not satisfied with the bleeding.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This kind of body..."

A master of the reincarnation realm yelled, his tone full of disbelief. After years of mental cultivation, he almost collapsed. He actually saw someone who could attack the best heaven-level spiritual weapon with his physical body.

"Later stage of Breaking the Void Realm!"

Far away, an old and majestic voice sounded, the tone full of solemnity, speaking of Fang Qing's physical state.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! What kind of cultivation level does he have? How could he have such a physical body? The secret treasure must be the work of the secret treasure."

Some people find it difficult to accept this statement. It is really unbelievable that there are people in the third heaven realm of Yuxu Realm who have such a physical body. There is no such thing in myths and legends.

"Wind and Cloud Supreme! This boy can be called Wind and Cloud Supreme."

At the end of the sky, a master in the late stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm spoke. It was Jiu Sanren. He called Fang Qing the Supreme Lord of Wind and Cloud, which made countless monks tremble with fear and stare at Fang Qing.

At this moment, within the Lin family, countless old monsters lost their voices, and their eyes also showed incredulity. Their little grandson Fang Qing actually hid such unimaginable details, and his physical body exceeded ninety-nine percent of the saint level. They were simply shocked.

Eyeballs everywhere.

At the top of Daoyan Peak, Lin Cangqiong's mouth twitched slightly. With his state of mind, he was also shocked by Fang Qing's terrifying achievements at this moment.

You must know that he himself only has a physical body in the middle stage of the Shattering Void Realm, which is already unimaginable.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qing actually cultivated a physical body that was in the late stage of Breaking the Void Realm, which made him both shocked and speechless.

In the outside world, twenty feet away opposite Fang Qing, Chu Liufeng was holding a spiritual weapon and a long knife, staring at Fang Qing. His whole body was shaking violently, smashing the void barrier, and putting himself in the strangulation of the void turbulence and the void wind blade.

He was indifferent and just stared at Fang Qing, as if he wanted to see through Fang Qing's true secret.

Fang Qing ran the Glazed Immortal Sutra and quickly repaired the knife mark on his fist. The glaze glowed brightly, driving away the sword energy in it. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was extremely mysterious.

"You are very good! You are the first person in the same realm who can hurt me!"

Fang Qing looked at Chu Liufeng with admiration. Chu Liufeng's sword gave him a lot of insights, especially about the Glazed Immortal Sutra, which gave him a completely new feeling.

His physical body and bones initially had the hardness of a spiritual weapon, but the flesh and blood on the surface was still not strong enough, much less so.

According to the introduction of the foundation scriptures of the Glazed Immortal Sutra, it can truly lay the solid foundation and temper the true Glazed Immortal Body. Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual weapons cannot damage its physical body. Even if the cultivator cannot destroy the spiritual weapon

, can also resist the slashing of spiritual weapons!

To put it bluntly, at that time, the body is just a humanoid weapon, and the body is extremely powerful. It is the highest achievement of low-level monks in the body cultivation line, comparable to the top creatures specializing in body cultivation such as True Dragon and Zhu Yan.

After hearing what Fang Qing said, many people were speechless. Does this really hurt you?

"Hmph! You do have the arrogance, Fang Qing, you are indeed extraordinary, but don't forget that your cultivation level is a major shortcoming. I don't believe you can continue to persevere, Zhankong Dao!"

Chu Liufeng snorted coldly, suppressing the violent ups and downs of his mood. Anger was useless, and unwillingness and envy were useless. He once again raised the terrifying fighting spirit, and slashed at Fang Qing with a sword. The sword energy was overwhelming, and the sword intent swept through the nine heavens, with earth-shattering power.

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Fang Qing moved up and down, his body transformed into dragon shadows, constantly shuttling in the gap between Chu Liufeng's sword energy, and slapping the long sword, the spiritual weapon of that day, from time to time. The battle was extremely fierce.

Chu Liufeng roared the mountains and rivers, and the original power of the Ten Thousand Poison Body was completely activated by him. The endless energy between heaven and earth surged crazily. It was absorbed by Chu Liufeng and converted into the unique power of the Ten Thousand Poison Body. The power of the Ten Thousand Poison Body enveloped a radius of hundreds of miles.

Wherever it passes, it corrodes everything, leaving no grass growing, and is extremely destructive.

clang!

Fang Qing suddenly punched out with his right hand. The power of the punch was so surging and invincible that it caused the long sword, a spiritual weapon, to make a metallic sound that shook the world. Chu Liufeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his right hand trembled, and the long sword in his hand almost flew away.

"This Sky-Destroying Sword is indeed no small feat. It's really difficult for me to defeat Chu Liufeng with just my boxing skills, palm skills and other means."

Fang Qing quickly retreated and looked at Chu Liufeng, who was facing him with endless fighting spirit. His eyes were full of admiration. Chu Liufeng was worthy of being a Taoist disciple of the top sect. This strength was really too strong. He was definitely not inferior to the demons.

The faintest breeze.

Zheng!

With a thought in his mind, the Meteoric Sword flew out from the storage spirit ring. The sound of the sword resounded throughout the world. The mysterious brilliance circulated endlessly. The sharp sword energy split the sky. Many sword sounds suddenly sounded from all directions, paying tribute to the king in the sword.

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"Chu Liufeng! Your sword skills are indeed good. If I fight you with bare hands, I won't be able to defeat you in a short time. Let's try the weapons." Fang Qing pointed at Chu Liufeng with the meteor sword in his hand, and his tone was extremely confident.

"Hmph! It should have been like this a long time ago. If you take me down with nothing, I don't have to mess around anymore."

Chu Liufeng snorted coldly, but sighed in his heart. That young man was really too strong. To fight him with bare hands to this extent, his strength was simply earth-shattering.

Zheng!!

"The spring breeze and spring rain green the world!"

Fang Qing let out a long roar, and the Meteor Star Sword erupted with a terrifying sword cry. Chaos Sword Qi swept across a hundred miles radius. This was the first time he had used it since he created a low-level earth-level combat skill.

At the same time, he used the three-level Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Intention, and for a moment, the place seemed to have returned to spring, full of vitality, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

A beautiful picture vaguely appeared in the void: the boundless land was quickly covered with a layer of green gauze, young willows sprouted, grass grew and warblers flew, a few newborn deer jumped around, and young rabbits came out of their caves to nibble on the tender food.

The grass is full of vitality.

As soon as the sword came out, there was a gentle breeze and a steady drizzle. Thousands of sword energy pierced Chu Liufeng like meteors chasing the moon, penetrating all over and covering all directions above and below him.

"Destroy the sky!"

Chu Liufeng's pupils shrank, and he was surprised by Fang Qing's swordsmanship. That strange swordsmanship was something he had never seen before, especially the martial arts artistic conception. It was beautiful, but full of dormant terror.

With murderous intentions, he did not dare to be careless and immediately used the most powerful move of the Zhankong Sword.

"It's amazing. It focuses on the four seasons and is endless. Although the grade of swordsmanship is not high, its artistic conception is unprecedented, all-encompassing and everything-inclusive. Its mind and spirit are extremely broad, and future generations are formidable.

ah."

In the distant sky, Jiu Sanren was once again moved. He stared at the sword technique performed by Fang Qing, his eyes filled with light. He kept deducing and understanding the essence of the sword technique. The more he deduced, the more extraordinary the sword technique became.

clang!

The chaotic sword energy broke through Chu Liufeng's sword energy, just like chopping melons and vegetables, with overwhelming force. Then, the swords collided, and the sound of metal collision echoed throughout the world.

Bang!

Chu Liufeng's arms trembled violently, and his body flew hundreds of feet away like a rag bag. His battle clothes were torn apart by the sword energy, and his body was covered with blood marks, which was extremely miserable.

"It seems that you can't get Xiaoyao Zhuixianbu."

Fang Qing held up the Meteor Star Sword upside down and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at Chu Liufeng in the distance with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He spoke lightly. Wisps of light appeared in the depths of his eyes. He continued to understand the secrets of Chu Liufeng's martial arts. He gained something in an instant.

Not small.

puff!

After hearing Fang Qing's words, Chu Liufeng's anger surged up, and his face turned red for a moment. He had never been defeated since his debut. He did not expect that he would be defeated so completely today. Wan Du Jing was defeated by Fang Qing, with fists and kicks.

His sword skills are even worse than Fang Qing's. Does he have any other tricks? There are none.

"Your Excellency, Son of God, can you give me some advice?" Fang Qing turned to look at Feng Poxu in the void, wanting to learn the clever tricks of the Shen-Worship Sect.

Feng Poxu, the godly son of the Shenshi Sect, looked unhappy, but he didn’t want to lose his momentum in front of so many people: “As you wish!”

Fang Qing smiled, stretched out his hand, and immediately invited Feng Poxu to take action. He wanted to see what special means this master of the first level of transcendence had.

"Wait a minute!" A master spoke again.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound. It was a master at the eighth level of the reincarnation realm, standing motionless in the void, with a terrifying aura sweeping across all directions, extremely majestic.

Um?

"Old man, what do you mean? You want to take action against me? Then try it!"

Fang Qing looked at that man, not worried at all. He had already noticed that many of the top masters of the Lin family had recovered. How could they see him in crisis.

"Hmph! I'm not here to let you show off your power. I want to delay time. You have a dream. Let's go together and destroy the Lin family. I'll leave it to you to decide who will belong to Xiaoyao Zhu Xianbu."
To be continued...